Fake Threats

Yeah
Threats don't hit like they used to
Honestly you leaving be some good news
Don't you think it's something that you should do
It' would prolly have me in a good mood
Threats don't hit like they used to
Threats don't hit like they used to
Threats don't hit like they used to
Yeah
I dun gave slaps in a good way
I dun made stacks on a bad day
Never take back that you wouldn't stay
You ain't even all that anyway, man you deserves scrips on broadway
All the mad games that you would play
Better walk back with your hood ways
Walked on me but I stood safe and it all came back to the action
I'll say imma just have fun
Got paid now I'm all packed up
Blood stains got em all ashed up
Fuck fake shit I'm all backed up
And it's all good
Imma get through
I dun caught you
Now to get loose
You dun turns foe
Now forget you
Cuz em threats don't hit like they used to
Honestly you leaving be some good news
Don't you think it's something that you should do
It' would prolly have me in a good mood
Threats don't hit like they used to
Threats don't hit like they used to
Threats don't hit like they used to
Yeah
Girl you got me fucked up as you do
We don't sync like we used to
Threats don't hit like they used to
The sex don't bang like it used to
Little mistakes turn to issues
Throwing tantrums is not useful
I know your friends taught you these moves
If you that fed up let shit loose
Shit loose, yeah
I had patience that you misused, yeah
Started to doubt me, yes you do, yeah
It don't stick now it ain't glue, yeah
Got real thick now you grew, yeah
You know what to do and what to not do
I might chuck the deuce up like Chris do
And to just be frank with you, I would love to work out these issues
Threats don't hit like they used to
Honestly you leaving be some good news
Don't you think it's something that you should do
It' would prolly have me in a good mood
Threats don't hit like they used to
Threats don't hit like they used to
Threats don't hit like they used to
Yeah
Threats don't hit like they used to
You don't even love me like you used to
You told me that the fame would never change you
Now you outchea busy wearing FUBU
Remember when my homie said he knew you
He saw you in a Polo in Soweto
I feel like you just waiting for my breakthrough
So that you can nibble on my nyuku
Don't you think you need more caps by the way you be telling these lies
Reasons aside
I keep on bending my back but then you know you got my hands tied
Baby girl why?
I keep on breaking my neck
You using my name just to flex
Baby girl rest
It's like I don't know you
You threatened me and said I'm gonna leave you
But the threats don't hit like they used to
Honestly you leaving be some good news
Don't you think it's something that you should do
It' would prolly have me in a good mood
Threats don't hit like they used to
Threats don't hit like they used to
Threats don't hit like they used to
Yeah